Lana

It was not for lack of trying, but she hadn't learned Ryan's secret. She saw him almost every day. She swam in the afternoon and Will was always hanging out with Ryan. Often he grilled hamburgers for her brother. Occasionally, she cooked for him in return. If it was a nice evening, she would walk down to the beach and watch them throw the football around.

She saw him more than her own boyfriend, still, things with Adam were going great. He came to see her every weekend, and they talked once or twice during the week. He worked long hours and was always busy with work on Thursday nights so he could take the weekend off. It wasn't ideal being in a long distance relationship, but she loved their dates and kisses.

In mid-July, Ryan went back to Virginia for a few days. He asked her to keep an eye on the cottage and the pool. He didn't want the kids in the pool unless either she, Jack or Maddie were present. She thought it was funny because he didn't watch them when he was home, but at least he was nearby for an emergency. It wasn't a big deal to her because she was always swimming herself, but he gave her a gift certificate for a massage at the inn's spa. She hadn't had a massage in years and made an appointment right away.

The spa was posh, and she felt out of place. She tried to act sophisticated like Heidi, who thought nothing of treating herself to a massage or a facial regularly. It was not the life Lana led even when she had a husband with a good job. Wyatt, the masseuse was a tall, lanky man who physically reminded her a bit of Erik. It didn't upset her. In fact, his long fingers felt comforting and familiar. She had already noticed when Adam's hands were on her back or in her hair, they felt different. She had been longing for his hands to roam more than they had and was thinking about her dilemma. She didn't know how to encourage him to take things up a notch.

Her mind relaxed with thoughts of Adam and familiar hands on her body and as Wyatt worked on the tension in her lower back, he began to push her pelvic region into the mattress in a rhythmic pattern.

Completely surprised, she heard her breath catch as waves shot from her core through her body. Trying to hide her heavy breathing and her embarrassment, she had just had an orgasm on the massage table. At that moment, she knew she had to have sex with Adam. She no longer wanted Erik to be her one and only, in fact, she wanted to change it the sooner the better.

Red-faced as she tried to enjoy the rest of her massage, she made plans in her head. Thankfully, her parents had a social function to keep them home. She still had Will, but she could give him a late curfew. He was always complaining he was the first one in every night. She would cook Adam dinner and somehow let him know she wanted more. She was excited and nervous all at once.

Unfortunately, working on Saturday left her exhausted. It was her busiest day. She would grill steaks to serve with a simple salad and fresh bread. To her, it was the perfect summer meal. She took extra long in the shower and rubbed shea butter lotion so her skin would be soft. She imagined Adam's hands everywhere, and the thought made her belly flip. She wore a simple summer dress, but she splurged on a new bra and matching panties. She hadn't worn sexy underthings since she was Erik's wife.

By the time Adam arrived, her belly was churning and her face felt hot. His smile caused a pulse to rush through her body and when he pulled her into his arms, she relaxed into him. As he kissed her, she attempted to send a message by responding passionately. She coaxed him into meeting her tongue. When the kiss intensified, she felt like her insides had turned to liquid. She wanted him and needed him to know it.

When she pressed into him, he wanted her too. Her hand was on his chest. The fabric of his button-down shirt was stiff and well pressed. She imagined he sent them out and requested starch. As she slipped her fingers through the space between the buttons, she felt his warm skin and the hair on his chest. She had seen his bare chest. Although he had more hair than she was used to, it was far from a sweater.

He fanned his hands on her back as he released her mouth and looked down at her with dark eyes. "You're making it hard for me to stop."

"Why do you have to stop?" She knew it was time to be bold.

"I... um... I want to respect you." He sounded nervous.

What would he have to be nervous about? Lana was certain he was far more experienced than her.

"Respect me? You know I am far from innocent."

"The ex that upset you..."

"Yes, we definitely slept together." Lana should continue her explanation, but she didn't want to talk about her failed marriage. "I thought maybe you didn't like me because we've been dating for weeks and you haven't wanted me."

"Oh Lord, I have."

"Good, because I want you."

Adam

"Now?" He looking down at her.

She nodded and took his hand and let him into her room. He should resist and tell her, no, but he had no excuse, and the truth wasn't an option. Instead, he would have sex with her and maybe it would help him decide which lover he wanted. He almost hoped that sex with her would be awful.

She surprised him by not being shy. She began unbuttoning his shirt, and he helped her as he shrugged out of it. Then he unzipped her dress and watched in awe as she let it drop. She was freaking perfection. Her breasts were not huge, but they swelled in the lacey cups of her bra. Her legs were long. He was rock hard, just thinking about them wrapped around him. Scratch that he wanted them on his shoulders as he plunged into her. He cupped each heavy mound and ran his tongue along the perfection that overflowed out of the lace. As she arched back, he moved his mouth to capture her hard nipple.

She smelled incredible with her unique scent. With expertise, he unclasped her bra and let it fall to the ground. She was beautiful. His eyes fixated next on her lace underwear and what he knew was underneath. Meanwhile, her hands went to work on his belt. Impatient, he took over and let his shorts fall along with his boxers. He stood before her naked as he wrapped his arms around her and pivoted so he could throw her down on the bed. Dropping next to her causing her body to bounce up when his weight hit the mattress, she let out a giggle.

"You are so beautiful. I want to touch you."

He didn't wait for her to respond. He made her breathless and gasp. "I want it."

Rolling off her, he looked at the smile on her face. "Jesus that was amazing."

"Amazing." She mumbled in agreement as she lifted her head to look at him. "Why did we wait so long?"

"I have no clue." He was no closer to deciding between his two sexy lovers than he had been before he entered her cottage.

It was late when she finally started the grill. They were both starving.

Lana

Lana had forgotten how much she loved sex. Being with Adam was different, especially after being with Erik for so long. He fit differently and she enjoyed feeling full of him.

When Will went to work at the fish market, she called Adam over on Sunday morning. She felt insatiable. When Adam reluctantly left to drive back to Boston, she sighed feeling disappointed she would have to wait a week. Long-distance relationships sucked.

She showered and went for a float in the pool. Ryan was on the deck when she arrived.

"Fun weekend?"

Suddenly she panicked. Could he tell? Did she look different?

"Your boyfriend was whistling this morning."

"I'll tell you about my weekend if you tell me why you are banished."

"I'm not banished. In case you forget, I spent most of last week at home. I even saw your very pregnant friend."

"Now I'm jealous. Thanks for the massage, it was amazing." Orgasmic, she thought to herself. She lost count over the weekend.

"Glad you liked it. You deserved it."

Lana warmed herself in the sun before getting in the pool. She watched as he dove under and swam around the pool. She suspected he was avoiding her. Someday she would discover his secret. Her challenge was to get him to tell her. If not, she would ask Heidi when she traveled to see her baby this fall.

Lana thought of Adam and wondered if he would like to go to Virginia with her. Heidi and Cam would like him.

The ringing of Ryan's phone interrupted her thoughts. She glanced over and hollered. "Your girlfriend Rita is calling."

"Hand it over."

She answered it first. "Hold for Mr. Harris."

He looked annoyed. "Hi Rita. No, a friend." He laughed. "Yes, she sounds like an assistant or a housekeeper."

Ryan winked at Lana and she rolled her eyes. He listened for quite a while. "I've been wracking my brain, but I don't know anyone willing to perform."

His eyes were on Lana. She felt awkward. "You know a lot of people, do you have a spare?"

What was he talking about?

He laughed. "My brother is a computer geek. I hear my sister-in-law the librarian reads a mean story book. I'll keep at it. Okay, you know I do. Bye."

Lana's curiosity got the best of her. "What was all that about?"

Ryan paused as if he was thinking of a response. When he spoke Lana was unprepared for his explanation.

"I'm involved with a charity that's planning a fundraiser event. I'm supposed to find an amateur performer. I'm at a loss but refuse to give up."

All Lana could think was, he better not expect her to do it. No way was she getting on a stage again.

With that, it was her turn to dive underwater to avoid him.

That massage scene, I know someone it happened to for real!!!!!